This week we took a little walk. A walk that was going to be one where we drove to a carpark and took the short cut walk to the top of the mountain, but then the guy at the Adventurers R Us shop where we went to grab a new back pack suggested we really should try the full walk.
Make sure you go through the Grand Canyon he said. Don't miss the best bits he said. Stop as you go and you will find it easy he said.
So we did.
It is the middle of summer and it is really hot, we probably didn't have enough water with us but we had a few packs of sultanas and some Monte Carlo biscuits and we also had the promise that anyone who makes it up and back without whinging gets a DOUBLE CONE ice cream.
Up we went, over rocks, through rocks, under rocks, slipping on rocks,
Stopping for the usual photo. The type we usually take of just one of us or just the kids.
I seemed to be the weakest link and had to take a selfie to try and show what I was climbing through. During this section the girls were yelling out "Dad's bum won't fit through here!" I was just thankful they were not yelling that Mum's bum wouldn't fit through.
See the crack of light down low behind me, that is where we came through.
We climbed and climbed, ate sultanas, rested, ate more sultanas and gazed at all the lizards.
We got to the top and Mr H made the effort and asked another couple to take a photo of us. Of course they were happy to do so and he returned the favour for them.
So here we are, week two and there is another photo for our yearly album that includes us all.
Exhausted, untidy. Together.
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